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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 23 2007, 12:55 AM (207 Views) | |
| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 12:55 AM Post #1 |
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~Ryba is shown in his locker room, Disclosure so close he wants to be prepared as mentally as he can possibly be. He opens his locker door up and takes out his pills and pops the cap. He places one in his mouth and opens up his bottle of water, taking a swig of it, swallowing the pill and closing everything up. As he stands there, a knock on the door sounds off~ Ryba: Unless your a beautiful woman willing to tongue my balls, begone. ???: Open up jackass. ~The voice of his cousin sounds as a slanty eyed look came over Ryba's face. Why would his cousin be here? It surely wasn't for Amaya since that talk is she cut him loose. Ryba shrugs as he walks over to the door and begins to open it~ Ryba: Now what do I o- ~Seraphis brings his leg back and kicks Ryba in the nuts as Ryba falls like a ton of bricks to the floor~ Ryba: OHMYGODWHYTHEBITS? ~Seraphis stands over Ryba and grabs his shirt and pulls him up, bringing a closed fist across his jaw as Ryba takes the shot, since the kick to the nuts hurts more then his cousins punch~ Seraphis: What the fuck? What the hell is wrong with you? HUH? ~Seraphis brings another closed fist down across his cousins jaw as Ryba's eyes turned from shock to anger~ Seraphis: What is this shit I hear about you contemplating suicide? What the hall has happened to you? ~Seraphis let go of his cousin and walked away, folding his arms as Ryba stood up. There was going to be a fight and Ryba knew it, but before that he is going to explain himself~ Ryba: Yeah, contemplated...didn't commit. Or else you wouldn't come to my locker room and blindside me with a kick to the nuts, instead you would be giving me a final resting place. I am getting help for what I am going through. Seraphis: It has been four ye- Ryba: It is important for your future that you do not finish that sentence. ~Ryba eyed Seraphis, still recovering from the kick to the nuts more then the punches his cousin gave him. As he looked to Seraphis, he sort of gave him the assurance that he is about to get his ass kicked, just after their moment~ Ryba: The day you go through what I have to, then you can sit there and give me lectures on how I have to solve MY problems. The only problem you have now is your little girlfriend dumping you. Seraphis: Man fuck that.. ~Ryba stood up tall and walked over to his cousin, who quickly went on the defensive. Ryba smirked and patted him on the shoulder as he motioned for him to take a seat~ Ryba: Well...go on, speak. Why did she drop you like a Britney Spears baby. Seraphis: I don't know. I am just too busy for what she was looking for. It was extreme attachment man! Ryba: Stage 5 clinger? Seraphis: Sorta. I mean yeah she was my girlfriend. The phone calls just began to come in rampant, and the convos didnt change at all, they were repeating the usual. I am busy...I have to re-do the club, I am looking to open another. Meanwhile I am out with Chris handling other business ventures. What she is looking for I just can't give her. It was either her or me, and she did it first. Ryba: Why didn't you just sign for PDW? ~Seraphis shrugged as Ryba just rubbed his chin and laughed. His chin stung, but he wasn't hit that hard enough for swelling. Just a small bruising~ Seraphis: SPW royally fucked me over. I built myself up for two years, and that day went in infamy. I am now no longer known for jumping out of a top floor window to win a match, while giving someone the Oblivion to boot. I am no longer known for being a great champion. I am now known as the oogly eyed bum who cant focus on a match, but only on tits. So yeah, wrestling doesn't look like its in my future anymore Ryba: I told you when I got you started, don't fall into that 'do what the suits tell you' bullshit. It doesn't work out bro. ~Seraphis nodded as Ryba shrugged~ Ryba: Listen man, I was going to relax a bit and let the meds do their job. And despite your entrance...I appreciate your concern for me. Your family, I love you...you know that right? Seraphis: Of course.. ~Seraphis stood up and they both hugged. Ryba smiled as he stepped a way a bit and patted Seraphis on the shoulder. Before he knew it, Seraphis caught a right hook that sent him to the floor as Ryba just walked over to him and picked him up~ Ryba: But for the future...don't ever do what you did to me. Not now...not on the things that I am going through. Now we are even.. ~Seraphis nodded, holding the left side of his face as Ryba helped him up and walked him to the door. Ryba patted him on the back as Seraphis walked away, accidentally bumping into somebody on the way out, somebody on their way to see Ryba~ TBC by anyone(and have some seriousness to it. No goats allowed) |
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| Matthews | Feb 23 2007, 01:54 AM Post #2 |
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[We see Jake walking down the hallway as usual, but something seems different. He's completely alone. No Star. No BombaLoc. No Nikkon. No nothin. Jake seems to be a little more upbeat than usual. He rounds a corner and stops in front of an open door where we see Ryba and Seraphis, who is holding his jaw. He bumps into Jake, who just kinda stands there. Jake looks confused as he watches him walk down the hall. Jake then looks back at Ryba] .:Jake Matthews:. The fuck is Seraphis doin here? I swear to god if I see JXD or Snake Ridge in there with you... |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 01:59 AM Post #3 |
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~Ryba sat down on the couch in his locker room, all the meantime laughing about the comment. He looked to Jake.~ Ryba: He is my cousin, just came checking up on me in his own...sort of way. And there is no JXD or Ridge here.. ~Ryba shrugs~ Ryba: Unless hell has frozen over, in which we need to owe the devil a nice beat down. |
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| Matthews | Feb 23 2007, 02:05 AM Post #4 |
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[Jake followed Ryba inside and sat on the other couch inside the room, the whole time shaking his head] .:Jake Matthews:. Damn... didn't know you and Seraphis were related... I haven't seen that dude since UWE... [Jake kinda lets out a laugh] .:Jake Matthews:. ...Fuckin' UWE... [Jake shakes his head] .:Jake Matthews:. Anyways man... I just wanted to come talk to you about somethin... word spreadin' 'round back here is that Harris is tryin to form a new bitcher version of EC with Rayne and Meras... and I know that you got Harris this week... and I know how you kinda keep to yourself and shit... wasn't sure if you had heard about it or not. |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 02:13 AM Post #5 |
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~Ryba let out a slight nod. Word travels around quick in the arena, like its a gossip column. He pulled out his pack of Newport Mediums and lit one up, exhaling and rubbed his forehead~ Ryba: Yeah..I definately heard around that they are looking to band together. Really the Appledumplin Gang they are forming doesn't really seem all that big of a problem to me. ~Ryba shrugs as he takes another drag~ Ryba: Unless they try my patience, then they become a problem to me.. ~Ryba leaned back in the chair and smirked~ Ryba: Harris paid me a visit not to long ago. Lending me his ear if there was anything I need to talk to him about with my current situation.. |
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| Matthews | Feb 23 2007, 02:19 AM Post #6 |
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[Jake just sat there, listening to Ryba. He was now leaning foward, resting his forearms on his legs] .:Jake Matthews:. I heard about that man, I'm not gonna sit here and try to act like I know how you feel... cause I don't... but if you do kill yourself... [Jake stands up and walks over to the stereo system against the wall] .:Jake Matthews:. Can I have this? |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 02:21 AM Post #7 |
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~Ryba chuckles as he looks to the stereo~ Ryba: Well you won't have to worry about me killing myself. They just were thoughts that frightened me. But at the time of my demise whenever it may be... ~Ryba nods graciously to Matthews~ Ryba: You may have that stereo. ~Ryba takes a drag of his cigarette and points to his boots off in the corner~ Ryba: And the boots... ~He let out a laugh, feeling a bit better~ Ryba: So...what is new with you? |
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| Matthews | Feb 23 2007, 02:25 AM Post #8 |
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[Jake smiles as he sits back down on the couch] .:Jake Matthews:. Bah. Same shit different day, ya know? This place is just filled with stupid people. First it was Explicit Content... now it's Harris, Rayne, and Meras. I swear to god man, it's like interchangable haters. You knock one down, you get 3 more to take their place. It's fuckin' crazy. When will these people learn? |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 02:29 AM Post #9 |
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~Ryba shrugged as he flicked the end of his cigarette, letting the ash hit the floor~ Ryba: Beats me. Kurupt and Ash seem to be down for the count and hiding in a hole. I don't know what is up Meras' ass, Harris is just Harris. And Rayne...well, I don't really pay much attention to him actually. ~He takes a drag from his cigarette and rubs his eyes~ Ryba: Only person right now in my sights is Harris. All the Mountain Dew and candy bars won't be enough for him to beat me though. |
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| Matthews | Feb 23 2007, 02:37 AM Post #10 |
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[Jake nods along] .:Jake Matthews:. I hear ya man... like I said, I mainly came by to give ya a heads up with Harris... I know he's been goin around tryin' to be "cool" with everyone... but he's a punk.. a desperate one at that... everyone knows he ain't got a chance... [Jake smirks, as he laughs to himself] .:Jake Matthews:. He could bring his 200% 60 hour RPG A double + game, and still not have an extra phoenix down to save his life... [Jake stands up] .:Jake Matthews:. I wouldn't sweat it man... [Jake smirks] .:Jake Matthews:. ...Keep your mind focused on the finals. |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 02:38 AM Post #11 |
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~Ryba smiles as he rubs his chin~ Ryba: Oh I can picture the finals now.. ~Ryba lets out a laugh as he looks to Matthews~ Ryba: But my attention is in your bracket area. Now that should be interesting.. |
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| Matthews | Feb 23 2007, 02:40 AM Post #12 |
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[Jake shakes his head, sitting back down] .:Jake Matthews:. You're talkin' about next week? |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 02:41 AM Post #13 |
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~Ryba lets out a laugh~ Ryba: Oh yeah...if you and Mercer advance, safe to say that will be the match to watch. ~Ryba looks up at the ceiling~ Ryba: Both men undefeated...there will be a winner, and a loser. Oh that is going to be something to watch. |
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| Matthews | Feb 23 2007, 02:44 AM Post #14 |
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[Jake nods, smirking] .:Jake Matthews:. There can only be one... and shit... [Jake rubs his chin] .:Jake Matthews:. Unless we both get a double DQ... then we both adva.... [Jake smirks looking over at Ryba] |
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| Mike Ryba | Feb 23 2007, 02:48 AM Post #15 |
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~Ryba laughs, he can see how that can happen. He can also see how it may be a problem~ Ryba: Well...maybe. But if you both get DQ'd...then you might not advance and be out of the tournament. ~Ryba shrugs~ Ryba: Well...the future will tell. I would rather see a No Contest then a DQ. Now that would make much more sense. |
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